What a long, long, hot, hot summer. Looking in the cupboards all those warm jackets, coats, hats, gloves, fleeces, trousers, gaiters, boots - will they ever be needed ever again? Yes, it has gone real proper cold - nice! So on with the medium duvet and out in the dark dark. To Joey's Lane and steadily up Sheepstor, always a nice climb. Into the strong easterly. All clouded over, no sign of the moon but plenty of light streaming in from Plymouth. Down the back to the stile at the wall corner. Up through Roughtor Plantation seeking fungi, a few about, somewhat bedraggled, been just too dry. Down down round the arboretum and back along the so familiar tracks. Nice to be out and about on the moor in the welcoming darkness.